Its maybe one of them behind a window, with a story . maybe all of them .
YOU DRINK COFFEE I DRINK TEA MY DEAR!!
I started looking up to whats above me.
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.
What do we read? The message is not something given in advance - or given at all !